May I... watch? Or shall I go any... further? I'm not the one to ask, and you're not the one to complain about things that feel so good. I never knew that my tongue could do things like that, and while your fingers do the walk in and out, my wild dreams are all about the smell and taste of your precious, your oh so precious red rose, and when I'm finally there you're completely there, too: The best things always come in one, but I will ask for the second coming.